Prosperous Warm Marriage

Chapter 15 The Nose Hurts

it hurts!

Wen Nuan wrinkled her face, and before she could see what the person who collided with her looked like, she heard a cold voice of accusation. Suddenly, Nuan Nuan was a little annoyed, and subconsciously countered, "You didn't take care of yourself. Walking? My nose was almost knocked crooked!"

"Then it's my fault?" The man looked at Wen Nuan expressionlessly.

"..."

How could she be so unlucky to bump into this ice sculpture!
His eyes fixed on Feng Zhaoyang's face, Wen Nuan couldn't help frowning, and silently wailed in his heart, and then retorted, "It's not about who is right or who is wrong, my nose hurts, I am the victim!"

"According to you, I am also a victim."

Anyone who knows Feng Zhaoyang knows that he is by no means a stingy person, but in this situation, Nuannuan is too righteous, and he can't help but want to frustrate her.

"Are you hurt?" Wen Nuan asked disapprovingly.

"Does internal injury count?" Feng Zhaoyang asked back.

"..."

Hearing this, Wen Nuan immediately choked, and the pain in his nose still persisted. As soon as he lowered his head, liquid suddenly flowed out from his nasal cavity, dripping down, instantly staining the floor red.

"Miss Wen, you have a nosebleed!" Xu Weiwei stood aside. When Feng Zhaoyang was speaking, she couldn't get in. Now, seeing that Nuan Nuan was really hurt, she couldn't help but feel a little worried.

I know!

Blood dripped on the floor!
True enough, she was hurt!

However, Wen Nuan didn't make a fuss, avoiding soiling her clothes, she bent slightly, keeping her head down, and then reached out to grab one strap of the backpack, subconsciously looking for a tissue.

"Looked up."

As soon as her hand touched the strap, suddenly, her warm chin was pinched by a big hand, and under the restraint of a force, she was forced to raise her head.

"Why?" Wen Nuan widened her eyes and stared at Feng Zhaoyang dissatisfied.

"Keep your head up, don't talk!" Feng Zhaoyang gave the order forcefully with a cold face, and when he finished speaking, he grasped Wen Nuan's wrist with great precision, and led her towards the toilet.

This……

A cold-blooded animal like Director Feng actually cares about others? !

Seeing the back of Feng Zhaoyang pulling Nuannuan away, Xu Weiwei was shocked and envious of Nuannuan, and at that moment, silently howled in her heart: That is Director Feng!The most handsome and talented man in their firm!

Alas, it wasn't her who got hurt!

Xu Weiwei couldn't help but feel a little regretful, after a while, the two had already walked away.

"Hey, where are you taking me?"

Nuan Nuan raised her head, not only feeling a little uncomfortable, but also unable to see the road under her feet, so she could only run along with Feng Zhaoyang!
He walked fast, warm trots to keep up with him so as not to be dragged by him.

"Hey, I'm talking to you!" Without Feng Zhaoyang's response, Wen Nuan couldn't help but sulk, and shouted in a low voice, "Your ears should be fine, right?"

"...Hey, who is it?"

A second later, a cold and mellow voice sounded without any emotion.

So, he was insinuating that she was impolite? !

Once again, Wen Nuan was silenced and sulked silently.

"arrive."

After a while, Feng Zhaoyang stopped in his tracks, and then put his hands on Wen Nuan's shoulders to prevent her from bumping into him again.

Huhu——

After a few slight sounds, the next second, a few light tissues covered her face, blocking her view.

Consider him a bit human!
Wen Nuan snorted, then grabbed a tissue and stuffed it under his nose, then lowered his head, trying to move his pantothenic neck.

"Turn your face to the sink."

The neck turned a little bit, and suddenly, the indifferent voice fell, Wen Nuan was startled, and after reacting, he asked doubtfully, "You told me to raise my head just now, can I lower my head now?"

"can."

Hearing this, Wen Nuan resolutely took a handful of tap water and washed his face, then raised his eyes, just in time to see Feng Zhaoyang turning around to leave in the mirror.

"Mr. Feng, thank you for your help. How about having lunch together?" Wen Nuan smiled at the mirror, a sly gleam flashed in his eyes.

"You're welcome, I just brought you here to keep the floor clean."

what? !

Dare she be affectionate? !

In an instant, Wen Nuan's face turned ugly, but Feng Zhaoyang left without looking back as if he had nothing to do with him.

……

"Sister Nuannuan, what's wrong with your nose?"

Seeing Wen Nuan's red nose and gloomy face, Xia Ze asked with concern.

"Give me a glass of iced watermelon juice!"

She is a bit on fire now, she needs to lower her fire!

After finishing speaking, Wen Nuan went to her favorite seat and sat down, secretly swearing that she would definitely "take down" Feng Zhaoyang!
"Sister Nuannuan, why do you feel like you have eaten gunpowder? Who offended you?"

Three minutes later, Xia Ze walked up to Nuannuan with a watermelon juice in his hand and asked.

"What do you think?" Wen Nuan took the cup, took a sip of watermelon juice and asked.

"..."

It should be Brother Feng, right?
Based on what he knew about Big Brother Feng, if Wen Nuan wanted to interview him, he was doomed to be rejected!

Thinking of this, Xia Ze didn't say anything, touched his nose, and then walked away tactfully.

(End of this chapter)